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Keep It Pushin' Video (MV)




Performed By: DJ 23
Language: English
Length: 2:38
Written by: Ralph Russell




DJ 23 - Keep It Pushin' Lyrics
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(Pushin')
(Ha, ha, pushin')
(Ha, ha, pushin')
(Ha, pushin')
(Ha, ha, pushin')
(Ha, ha, pushin')
(Ha, ha, pushin')
(Ha, pushin')
Know a couple young niggas moving that dope (Dope)
Hanging in the streets, they lost all hope
I don't blame em' for trappin', they could've been broke
Too bad that ain't me, I cannot serve the bowls (The bowls)
Staying legit, yea that is the key (The key)
These niggas talk down on me, I keep receipts
Pop it on em' when I hop on the beat (The beat)
I went up too high, they can't even see
The way that I'm living is so care free (Care free)
People wonder how I make it look easy
Left all the ones that didn't believe it
Now I ball like Roddy Ricch every season
Check the accounts till my checks hittin' (Checks hittin')
LLC all about my business (My business)
Finna go put my number on a pendant
I'm breaking these records, might see me in Guiness (In Guiness)
I had to keep it pushin' (It pushin')
Pushin', pushin' (Pushin')
Can't look back no looking (No looking)
Looking (No looking)
Got ya hoe throwing it back on me, she tooken (She took)
Tooken (She tooken)
Lil shawty see I'm getting all these god damn bookings (Damn bookings)
Bookings, bookings (Bookings)
23 keep it authentic (Woo!)
Creating melodies, I don't do drilling (Do drilling)
Don't promote violence or killing
When I rather tell you how to touch a million
Scratch that, I'm tryna get to a trillion
Scratching and mixing, turn up these buildings
Keeping it rocking so the crowd can feel it (Feel it)
Got this bitch quaking, bringing down the ceiling (Ceiling)
Broke niggas leave me alone, I'm way too lit don't call my phone (It's lit!)
I'm a fien for the mic, Travis Scott singing McKnight while blowing that strong (That strong)
Watch how you speak to me boy watch your tone (Your tone)
Not with the drama, I'll keep pushin' on (On)
Spending my spare time at Saks, retail therapy on the clothes (Clothes)
Got off my ass, couldn't be lazy
Made my own lane now my fans go crazy (Go crazy)
Hoes tryna trap a nigga with a baby (A baby)
Why is she trippin' when she ain't my lady (My lady)
Groupies be swarming, they tryna chase me
Northside born, ATL rasied me
Hell nah I ain't going for nothing shady
Bringing M&M's from all these placements (That's why)
I had to keep it pushin' (It pushin')
Pushin', pushin' (Pushin')
Can't look back no looking (No looking)
Looking (No looking)
Got ya hoe throwing it back on me, she tooken (She took)
Tooken (She tooken)
Lil shawty see I'm getting all these god damn bookings (Damn bookings)
Bookings, bookings (Bookings)
(Pushin')
(Ha, ha, pushin')
(Ha, ha, pushin')
(Ha, pushin')
(Pushin')
(Ha, ha, pushin')
(Ha, ha, pushin')
(Ha, pushin')
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(Pushin')
(Ha, ha, pushin')
(Ha, ha, pushin')
(Ha, pushin')
(Ha, ha, pushin')
(Ha, ha, pushin')
(Ha, ha, pushin')
(Ha, pushin')
Know a couple young niggas moving that dope (Dope)
Hanging in the streets, they lost all hope
I don't blame em' for trappin', they could've been broke
Too bad that ain't me, I cannot serve the bowls (The bowls)
Staying legit, yea that is the key (The key)
These niggas talk down on me, I keep receipts
Pop it on em' when I hop on the beat (The beat)
I went up too high, they can't even see
The way that I'm living is so care free (Care free)
People wonder how I make it look easy
Left all the ones that didn't believe it
Now I ball like Roddy Ricch every season
Check the accounts till my checks hittin' (Checks hittin')
LLC all about my business (My business)
Finna go put my number on a pendant
I'm breaking these records, might see me in Guiness (In Guiness)
I had to keep it pushin' (It pushin')
Pushin', pushin' (Pushin')
Can't look back no looking (No looking)
Looking (No looking)
Got ya hoe throwing it back on me, she tooken (She took)
Tooken (She tooken)
Lil shawty see I'm getting all these god damn bookings (Damn bookings)
Bookings, bookings (Bookings)
23 keep it authentic (Woo!)
Creating melodies, I don't do drilling (Do drilling)
Don't promote violence or killing
When I rather tell you how to touch a million
Scratch that, I'm tryna get to a trillion
Scratching and mixing, turn up these buildings
Keeping it rocking so the crowd can feel it (Feel it)
Got this bitch quaking, bringing down the ceiling (Ceiling)
Broke niggas leave me alone, I'm way too lit don't call my phone (It's lit!)
I'm a fien for the mic, Travis Scott singing McKnight while blowing that strong (That strong)
Watch how you speak to me boy watch your tone (Your tone)
Not with the drama, I'll keep pushin' on (On)
Spending my spare time at Saks, retail therapy on the clothes (Clothes)
Got off my ass, couldn't be lazy
Made my own lane now my fans go crazy (Go crazy)
Hoes tryna trap a nigga with a baby (A baby)
Why is she trippin' when she ain't my lady (My lady)
Groupies be swarming, they tryna chase me
Northside born, ATL rasied me
Hell nah I ain't going for nothing shady
Bringing M&M's from all these placements (That's why)
I had to keep it pushin' (It pushin')
Pushin', pushin' (Pushin')
Can't look back no looking (No looking)
Looking (No looking)
Got ya hoe throwing it back on me, she tooken (She took)
Tooken (She tooken)
Lil shawty see I'm getting all these god damn bookings (Damn bookings)
Bookings, bookings (Bookings)
(Pushin')
(Ha, ha, pushin')
(Ha, ha, pushin')
(Ha, pushin')
(Pushin')
(Ha, ha, pushin')
(Ha, ha, pushin')
(Ha, pushin')
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Writer: Ralph Russell
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